I love my coneflowers, especially in the fall. They remain upright, they don’t collapse. They happily supply food for birds. What’s not to love?

Okay. I hate the time change and I keep thinking it’s later than it is and it’s driving me crazy. I woke up in the middle of the night, had to go to the bathroom, looked at the clock, and it was only 4 am. I panicked, worried that I would once again wake up too early. I willed myself to go to sleep again, which – surprisingly – worked. I got up at 6 am, which was really 7 am, and realized that when I had panicked it was really 5 am in terms of hours of sleep and I would have been okay.

Does this make any sense? I had no awareness that the time had changed when I woke up in the middle of the night.

This kind of thing drives me crazy. Why oh why can’t we just stick to one time???

I still haven’t changed the clocks. The cable box has the correct time, as does this computer, and my phone. But the microwave, the stereo, and the retro looking two-sided clock that extends out from our wall need to be changed.

Still a bit under the weather but definitely feeling better on the whole.

Katie hanging out in the Beacon Hill.

Yes, I’m thinking about that project. But it will progress slowly, partly because I never work full time on any of my dollhouses, and partly because of $$$$. Dollhouse renovations involve lots of supplies and, of course, furniture and wallpaper and floors and paint – furniture being the biggest expense. So it will transform slowly. But I want a cohesive vision for it and I’m not sure what that will be.

I just have to get motivated and right now I have too many other things on my mind. But the day I paint over that red paint with some primer will be Day One.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.